Connecticut western news., 1887-06-29

ognition she had worn since she crossed the threshold. She met the eyes of Oscar suddenly. She colored and kept her eyes on her plate tho rest of the dinner hour.
 In the atter-dinncr conclavc sho gave her name as Sara Mckay. She had come to the "States' from Prince Ed ward Islan about year ago, and landed in Portland, and found her way to Kennebunk, where she had lived in family ever since.
 'Td be willing to work for my board awhile, it seems so much like home herc," she said.
 "Well, you're welcome to stay and help when you feel like it2 Mrs. Hill responded for her heart had gono out to the ssFangcr sfom the first. "Wo never feel as if we can pay wages in the house, because we have to keep hired help on the farm all the time. But you can stay through the hot weather, and dare say place will turn up for you before long,"
 II can spin," Sara said, eagerly. "All the girls OH the island learn to do that"
 '.I couldn't draw thread to save my life," said Addic.
 So it was settled. The wheel and reel, 50 common in our grandmothcrs' days, were brought out and set in the shed because it was cool. Sara, with tho fluffy "rolls" hcaped high on Q chair back at her left hand, drew out her thread ard filled the spindle rapid ly, with nonchalance and easy com mand of tho situation that won tho admiration of the girls, it being such an unusual accomplishment among them.
 A week wezt by. Sara was talkativc about her island homo, but non-c com initial regarding her reasons for leaving the place in Kenncbunk.
 "Whatcver it means she's good, nice girl" Mrs. Hil said to the girls privately.
 Ruben Hill still rumimated over the disappearance of the deed. Oscar came into his meals quietly, having very little to say at any time. He had lived there since the death of Nathan Hill, six months before. Once or twice he caught Sara regarding him with curious, fixed expression and answered her with q gravo look of inquiry that brought the furious blushes to her face. ..
 Olc day Sara had finished her dinner and gone out into the shed, leaving the family to rise, ono after the other, leisurcly. The soft whirr of the wheel, mingled with the murmur of insects in the hot summer noon, reached the dining room.
 'tIt's queer how she happened to come here," Addie remarked, effectively.
 And she's SO secret about leaving her place." added Lottie.
 "Well, do like to see her round" !" Mrs. Hill said in her own placid fash ion.
 Mir. Hill, going out through the shed on his way to the big barn, stopped in consternation., Slra was sitting on an old red chest in the corner, in great distress seemingly. He gave one glance, then hurried back, and called startling.y through tho kitchen door.
 ''Mother! girls! Come! Sara's in 6 | ftr
 They came hurrying out with various exclamations. Her eyes were wide open, but unseeing. Her face was working convu.sively.
 "Perhaps she's subject to them," sug- gested Mrs. Hill.
 "Oscar," said Mir. Hill, 'tcll Tim tc jump on the gray mare and ride to the corner for a doctor. Duck nowp
 Sara became quiet all in moment. "Don't send for doctor" she said. 'T'm not sick"
 i Her eyes were still open and unseeing, but her voice had changed, and was falling upon their ears in gruff, familiar accents.
 ''Nathan's voice, if ever heard it ir my life," Reuben told the doctor after wards.
 '.Don't you know me2' she asked ir that familiar voice. five been wanting to come and tell you about the decd. have never been ablc to come before You've overlooked secret drawer in tht mahogany desk. It is close under thu bookcase. The deed is there. Go now and look"
 Like one dazcd Reuben went up stair and searched for the secret drawer il the old-fashionel piece of furniture, combined bookcase and writing desk which had been removed there, witt other things. after Nathan's death. Il must be confessed that he felt brett, nervous. How did Sara know about tn deed? It had never been mentioned il her presence.
 He returned. "Thcrc ain't any drawe thcre," he said.
 ''But there is" persisted Sua. ''Thcr is spring, the color of the wood, abou the size of a pin head, close under tn bookcase on tho left of tho writing desk Pass your finger nail over tho surface ant you'll find it."
 Reuben went again. It must be ad mittcd that he felt thrill>of supersti ti"us fear.
 He did as she directed, touched tn spring and the drawer flew open. Thor